"Buried with him? I only want Ying Canghai buried with me. As for the Yin-Yang Sect, what I'm doing is finding a way for the Yin-Yang Sect to survive. Before long, Senior Sister Su, none of you will need to hide everywhere and live in constant fear anymore!" Xue Yuxiu slowly stopped her crazed laughter, and her expression turned cold.
"For the sake of our years as fellow disciples, if you truly still wish us well, then let us all go!"
"Senior Sister Su, are you telling a joke? Let you go now? Heh heh—even if I let you go now, do you think you could escape..." Xue Yuxiu sighed. "To tell you the truth, all of you have been poisoned with a deadly poison called Golden Soul Talisman Poison. Other than the Holy Lord, no one under heaven can cure it. Senior Sister Su, do you feel as if you've lost your fighting strength? That is precisely the effect of Golden Soul Talisman Poison. Even if you all escaped now, if you do not undergo the holy sacrifice within half a month, every one of you will die. The Golden Soul Talisman Poison will blow your heads to pieces!"
"A holy sacrifice?"
"That's right, a holy sacrifice. I will preside over your holy sacrifice. Afterward, you will become my subordinates. Once the Holy Lord leads us in sweeping across the Sky-Piercing Realm and thoroughly tramples the Martial Emperor Temple and the other temples beneath our feet, I will rebuild the Yin-Yang Sect. Then, I will let you see just how magnificent our Yin-Yang Sect can be. We will never need to fear anyone again, nor will we ever again become targets of others' warrants and pursuit..."
"Junior Sister Xue, if you do this, do you think the fellow disciples